I Can't Quit You Babe
~Somewhere between all our laughs, long talks, stupid little fights, and all our jokes, I fell in love.~
"I missed you so fucking much, man," I admitted. Donna and I were sitting on her bed, flipping through magazines and pictures she took of her and Kelso (and some girl named Annette) in California.
"I missed you too, Sarah. I missed having my best friend to talk to."
"Same here. Jackie is my other best friend, but she's not you, ya' know? So," I turned to face her. "how exactly did you and Eric get back together? The last time I talked to you, you were telling me that there was about a 2% chance of you two ever getting back together."
"Well, what you told me about Eric being drunk when you guys...you know helped a lot. I know that he loves me and that he'll never cheat on me again. If he does, there's really no chance for us," Donna explained and I nodded.
"I can understand that. Damn, I am so happy that you and Eric are together again! Everything just seemed so...wrong when you were with Casey," I said.
"Yeah. Casey was a dirtbag, anyway. You were right about him all along."
"Of course I was."
"Don't push it," Donna replied. "So, what's been going on with you and Hyde?"
I shrugged, trying to seem casual, but the truth was, I had so much to tell her. "I don't know, I mean, we're still together and I still love him but we fight all the time. Sometimes I'm just...afraid for us."
"I know what you mean," Donna agreed. "I used to feel like that when Eric and I were fighting a lot. It sucks, doesn't it?"
I nodded, sadly. "Sometimes...I just wish that we could be like we were when we first started dating or even before that; when we were just fooling around. Because back then we were fucking happy. Now we're just making each other miserable all the time and it's awful."
"You should tell him that," Donna replied and I was shocked. I had never really considered telling Hyde all of my concerns about our relationship.
"Yeah," I said, slowly. "yeah, okay. It's worth a shot."
"Oh yeah," Donna grumbled. "Did I tell you? As a punishment for running away, my dad's making me go to Catholic school now."
"What?" I cried. "Nooo! Bob can't do this to me! Who am I gonna talk to in school now?"
Donna laughed. "Relax, Sarah! You have Jackie and the guys."
"Yeah, but Jackie's a year younger than us, so I won't hardly see her! And the guys will be too wrapped up with their guyishness to pay attention to me! Who am I gonna hang out with in gym now? WHY DOES BOB HATE ME?"
At my outburst, Donna cracked up, rolling around on the bed and clutching her stomach.
"It's not fuuuuuunny!" I moaned, but that only made her laugh harder.